Tonight the girls are having a "sleep over," which is actually all of the girls in the twins' room together. After a half hour of giggles and playing, I went upstairs to remind them that this was actually to SLEEP together, not play all night. I told them if I heard anymore noise, I would come up stairs and separate them.
Three minutes later, they were back to their old giggly tricks.
I stood at the bottom of the stair case, and said very loudly to Ryan, "I'm hearing voices, Dad. Should I do something about it?"
Ryan gave me a funny look, and said, "Uh oh, you're hearing voices? That's not good."
Thanks a lot, honey. Way to back me up.
Now that it's almost 10 pm, the voices are quiet. Maybe Ryan won't have to worry about me after all.